The prefecture-level top-grade sword technique was displayed, but the cold wind gusted, the sword shadow was all over the sky, and the power was very strong, which made Ming Qing fascinated.

"Strong, too strong, Wuzong 1o Chong actually has such strength, is this the sword technique of the prefecture-level top-grade?"

"It's so strong, I think the Martial King is nothing more than that!"

"With such strength, maybe Brother Mu Chen can also skip the level and challenge!"

……

Mu Chen's subordinates were full of praise.

Of course, they must have exaggerated what they said, but after having a top-grade sword technique, Mu Chen can be regarded as a strong man among the 1o heavy martial arts sects.

It's a fight with the ordinary disciples of the Heaven and Earth Holy Academy.

Not only was Ming Qing fascinated, but even Zhang Qiang and others in the distance also showed envy.

Although they had heard the remarks of Mu Chen and the others before, they were angry and angry in their hearts, but they could not deny that Mu Chen's strength was indeed very strong.

"There is actually a prefecture-level top-grade knife technique, this Mu Chen is really unlucky!"

"Damn, I'm grabbing things everywhere, I don't know where I got it from when I look at the ground-level top-grade knife technique!"

……

These people were envious, jealous, and hateful.

After a long time, Mu Chen finished the drill, and Ming Qing began to ask questions again, completely forgetting the idea of asking Wen Hao and the others for advice.

"Brother Yun Yi, what do you think of Mu Chen's sword technique?"

Seeing that Mu Chen had finished his drill, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but ask.

When everyone heard this, they also looked at it.

"That's right, Brother Yun Yi is also a martial arts sect 1o heavy, how about it? How does it compare to Mu Chen? ”

The crowd also asked.

Yun Yi and Mu Chen are both martial arts masters, and everyone is very curious about which of the two is higher or lower.

Of course, in everyone's hearts, it has been assumed that Mu Chen's strength is stronger, after all, Mu Chen not only has a top-grade martial arts at the ground level, but also a royal weapon.

"Ground-level martial arts, the power is okay. However, this Mu Chen's cultivation is not at home, he is just barely proficient, and he can practice according to the routine, if he really wants to encounter an evenly matched enemy, when he fights to the death, he may not be as good as his set of ground-level mid-grade sword duels! ”

Wen Hao commented lightly, without half a point of envy on his face.

Wen Hao has even mastered several heaven-level martial arts, and the ground-level martial arts have long been eliminated by him, and he can't enter his magic eyes.

But in the eyes of others, it is Xiao Chao's dead duck with a hard mouth and can't put it down.

Zhang Qiang and the others glanced at each other, and there was a look of understanding in their expressions, but they were consciously interested and did not expose Wen Hao's 'pretending'.

Wen Hao glanced at Zhang Qiang and the others lightly, knowing that these people didn't believe it at all.

"Believe it or not!"

Wen Hao didn't bother to pay attention.

This comment was originally not a big deal, but a few days later, it reached Mu Chen's ears.

"Dare to say that my ground-level high-grade martial arts are okay, what qualifications does he have to comment?"

Mu Chen was furious.

If Ming Yu said this, Mu Chen would humbly ask for advice, but 'Yun Yi' is just a martial arts sect, and he dares to be so arrogant, Mu Chen will not accept it.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's heart moved, he looked at Ming Qing on the side, and said: "Young Master Wen, we always fight with you, but we can't let go of our hands and feet at all, why don't we let go of our hands and feet at all, why don't we let me compete with that Yun Yi today, and let you see the true strength of the Martial Sect?" ”

"Is that so?" Ming Qing showed joy, and then looked at Wen Hao in the distance, and said, "Everyone is a companion, will there be contradictions?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a simple exchange, and if this will give rise to contradictions, wouldn't it be too narrow-minded! Moreover, it is common for people in martial arts to learn from each other and exchange martial arts. ”

Mu Chen insisted.

"If that's the case, then open my eyes too!"

Ming and Qing are happy.

"That's good!"

Mu Chen was overjoyed.

"Big brother, teach that Yun Yi a hard lesson, and dare to say that the eldest brother's martial arts are just okay, it's really arrogant!"

"Let him know what we're capable of!"

……

Mu Chen's subordinates also spoke.

Hey.

Mu Chen listened, sneered in his heart, and then walked towards Wen Hao.

Seeing Mu Chen bring people over, everyone looked at Wen Hao.

Although the two groups of people are in front of one team and one at the end, they are all martial artists and martial arts masters, with strong strength, deaf ears and eyes, and everyone can hear Mu Chen's words clearly.

"Yun Yi, the prince of the Ming and Qing dynasties wants to see the master's moves, how about it? Let's have a competition? ”

Mu Chen's beauty stirred slightly, revealing a provocative look.

"I don't think it's necessary, if the prince of the Ming and Qing dynasties wants to see it, just find two martial arts sects and 1 heavy!"

Wen Hao said.

Wen Hao has always been a challenge to leapfrog, and now let him compete with a martial emperor and a martial sect, what is the difference between that and bullying a child? In addition, although the convoy has been gone for two months, it is still within his tracking range with the degree of Wu Zun.

So Wen Hao couldn't arouse the slightest interest at all.

"What? Don't even give face to the sons of the Ming and Qing dynasties? ”

Mu Chen snorted coldly.

"Hey, I don't think he dare! has seen the eldest brother's knife skills, how can he still have the courage to compete. ”

"Yun Yi, don't worry, let's just talk, my eldest brother promises that his subordinates will be merciful and will not hurt you!"

……

Mu Chen's brother was also a burst of cynicism.

As the saying goes, clay people have three points of fire, not to mention that Wen Hao was not a calm and massive Wang Han person.

Hearing the ridicule of Mu Chen and the others, Wen Hao's eyebrows raised slightly at the corners of his eyes, revealing a touch of evil.

"Okay, since you have to compete, then I'll reluctantly agree!"

Wen Hao snorted coldly.

On the side, although the Ming and Qing dynasties were young, the atmosphere finally became wrong.

"What are you doing here? I just want to see an ordinary competition, why do you need to be so angry! ”

Ming Qing hurriedly persuaded him, and he also regretted agreeing to Mu Chen and letting him come to challenge.

"Don't worry, little boy, we're just having a normal fight, I won't really hurt him!"

Mu Chen looked at Wen Hao with a sneer.

"I'm sure I'll be merciful!"

Wen Hao said.

While the two of them were talking, they ignored Ming Qing's persuasion and walked towards the open space on the side.

"Lest I be called bullying you, this time, I don't use my own royal weapon! Your armor is also a royal weapon, and so is mine, so it will be fair. ”

Mu Chen said as he borrowed a treasure weapon from his companion and held it in his hand.

"It doesn't matter!"

Wen Hao said nonchalantly.

"Humph! What weapon do you use, take it out! Mu Chen snorted coldly.

"I'm using the palm technique!" Wen Hao's expression was flat, and then he said: "Your sword skills are not yet proficient, do you need me to let you make a few moves, let you familiarize yourself with it first?" ”

Mu Chen was furious in his heart, and sneered: "Hmph, if you don't have the power of your tongue, you can just shoot directly!" ”

(End of chapter)